Thought Puh-leeze

As I've pointed out in previous posts, radio talk show loudmouth Ed Schultz is on my air from noon to 3:00 pm every weekday. What used to be a sometimes enjoyable part of my day, thanks to Al Franken, has now become quiet time. I have taken to turning the radio off during his show.

When Franken was on the air, prior to this switch, I and other listeners were magnetized by Franken's dry wit, intelligent, measured commentary, and a bevy of regular guests which included such erudite personalities as Lawrence O'Donnell, Tom Oliphant, Christy Harvey and David Sirota.

Today and all other weekdays we are now forced to endure the tortuous yapping of the ill-mannered doofus, Schultz, who today was blathering on about paying college athletes, puckering up to Paula Zahn (he was a guest on her show last night) and making cooing noises about being in New York City, redneck yokel that he is. Yesterday, he actually interviewed his son, a fledgling pro golfer, for much of the first half hour.

I turn Schultz on from time to time because he may have an interesting politician every so often, but mostly he turns my stomach, so I tune him out. I wish my station (950-AM WROC), and others would wise up to this ignorant poseur. The good news is that there's only an hour before I get to hear the goddess of the airwaves, Randi Rhodes, at 3:00.